His handsome face was terrifyingly gloomy and he scanned her features, trying to verify something. After a moment, he said to the servants, “Go down.”
“Yes, Young Master Rong.” The servants stood up respectfully and left, closing the door after themselves.
Before Luo Anning could stop looking so flustered, Rong Yan was already approaching her. She subconsciously took a few steps back and clenched her fists, after which he pulled her into his embrace.
Luo Anning struggled and yelled, “What are you doing? Let go of me!”
“Why did you skip dinner?” he asked, pressing his arm against her waist.
“I didn’t have an appetite.”
Rong Yan looked at her and said, “I bought you your favorite soup dumplings and pan-fried dumplings. Would you like to have some?”
“I said, I don’t have an appetite,” Luo Anning clipped while nudging him in frustration.
She was overwhelmed with a feeling of helplessness. She was weak, trapped and even had no idea what she should do next.
“Have some, you’ll like it,” Rong Yan said before pulling her down onto the couch.
“Are you done? I said I don’t want to eat. Eat them if you want! I’m really frustrated now, can you go out and leave me alone!?!” Luo Anning barked while pushing him away.
Rong Yan staggered backwards, almost falling down after he got caught off guard.
Shock was written all over Luo Anning’s face but she quickly turned over to look away from him.
Throughout the 27 years of his life, no one had ever dared to give him such a hostile attitude. Rong Yan clenched his jaw and stood still with a terrifyingly gloomy face.
He threw the dumplings onto the ground and yelled, “Suit yourself, no one’s begging you to eat!”
He then slammed the door shut and left.
The soup was spilled all over the ground, causing the fragrance of food to fill the air in the room.
Luo Anning thumped herself onto the ground, as if all of her energy had been depleted. She glanced at the crescent moon through the window.
She began to slip into a trance.
…
She was in a daze for the rest of the night and she would doze off then wake up again periodically.
On the following morning, Luo Anning headed to the hospital before Rong Yan arrived at the hospital.
Due to the fact that she didn’t want to see him, she decided to deliberately avoid him. She had no choice but to do so before she decided whether or not to tell him about it.
When she arrived at the hospital, Mo Xiyan had already woken up and was seated on the couch, clumsily eating her porridge using her left hand with the help of the nurse.
Upon sight of her, Mo Xiyan smiled and asked, “Why are you so early today?”
“In order to express my gratitude, it’s only right that I come earlier,” Luo Anning said while taking a seat on a couch.
After finishing her porridge, Mo Xiyan wiped her lips and dismissed the nurse.
She glanced at Luo Anning with a smirk and said, “Actually, you don’t have to come and look after me personally. I saved you, only because of Rong Yan.”
“I’m taking care of you out of gratitude, only because I don’t want Rong Yan to take care of another woman apart from me,” Luo Anning answered coldly.
“He’s been taking care of me even though you don’t like it, hasn’t he?” Mo Xiyan smiled and pressed the bell to get the nurse to take her to the yard for a walk.
For the entire day, Luo Anning had been sitting on the couch distractedly. When Auntie Li sent her food for lunch, she only took a few hasty mouthfuls and lost her appetite afterwards.
Auntie Li was getting anxious but there was nothing she could do.
Feeling helpless, she resorted to calling Rong Yan…
